#give my girl a cute dragon boyfriend

[thistlefaethfort]

anyone else think the ping pong balls oisin kept throwing everywhere were the mephits bc he stopped being able to make the shot immediately after he told adaine he can't lose concentration? brennan even said one went through the window

#fhjy #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #oisin #adaine abernant #the bad kids #give my girl a cute dragon boyfriend #sharkie rambles #oisin hakinvar

[tteokdoroki]

☆༉ — RYOMEN SUKUNA. santa’s little helper.

about. dressing up as slutty santa warrants some unwanted attention, luckily, sukuna is there to play santa’s grumpy little helper. merry christmas.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, meet cute, reader gets harassed/cat-called, reader is wearing a dress, modern!sukuna, fem!reader. it’s still christmas somewhere - enjoy !! (1K).

you meet modern bf!sukuna at a train station on christmas eve.

all your friends have gone home with guys that they fancied from the club, all the ubers in the area are either booked out or have sky high prices just to get you thirty minutes away not to mention the fact that it’s ice cold and your stupid mean girls themed santa outfit keeps riding up.

if you huff hard enough a cloud of smoke appears in place of your breath — like that of a mighty dragon, accumulating in the night air. it entertains you for all but a moment and doesn’t waste enough time for your train to come faster.

it’s not due for another thirteen minutes.

in that time you watch gangs of girls, groups of guys and just about anybody come and go from the station. your platform isn’t packed but it’s not too empty to the point where you feel unsafe.

“hey pretty girl.” ugh. as if your night couldn’t get any worse, a dingy looking stranger appears from nowhere — breathing down your neck, nastily drinking you in as if you’re a free shot at a bar. like you’re easy.

waving your hand away, you focus your gaze on the platform across the track and pray that someone notices your predicament. “no thank you.”

“oh come on gorgeous, give a guy a chance!” they press, crossing all of your boundaries to be in your space. even as you try to walk away, you can still feel the ghost of their sleazy words against the bare and exposed parts of your skin.. “where are you going all dressed like that, with no one to admire you?”

on instinct, you pull down your skirts as if to hide yourself from greedy eyes — storming down the platform. “none of your business!”

“hey now, little miss santa! don’t you wanna know? i’ve got a sleigh you can ride!”

“not interested! i’m all good.”

“why? you got a boyfriend?”

“yeah, i do.” you lie smoothly.

“then where is he?” the stranger mocks and closes in on you — you look around pathetically, waiting for some good passer-by to come and help you.

a heavy hand land’s on the stranger’s shoulder — making them jump in shock. you watch as the hand squeezes down, almost tight enough to break bone. “right here,” says a gravelly, husky voice that instantly fills you with warmth and relief. stepping aside, your hero reveals himself — tall with rippling muscles and spiralling black tattoos, lazy blood red eyes and a snarl that reveals sharp fangs and canines. all topped off my tufts of soft pink hair, which don’t do anything to dim his threatening aura. “you got a problem?”

“n-no! sorry man, i didn’t—“

“fuck off, will ya?” your hero spits out venomously and the stranger nods — practically disappearing into thin air after that. your shoulders sag and tensions dissipate from your body. “you okay…miss?”

tentatively, you give the pink-haired man your name — you owe him that much after he’d more or less saved your skin. “all good, thanks to you…”

“sukuna.” he doesn’t look at you, instead pulling a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket and lighting one with a flicker of a flame. it’s like he feels you watching him in dismay, and laughs as he takes a drag. it’s kind of sexy, you’ll admit — the way he throws his head back let’s you see the thick lines of black ink extending down his neck. “ticket office is closed and security is shit here. small station. no one’s watching me smoke.”

“right…thanks, sukuna.”

he finally turns to you, deep and blood red eyes drinking you in — almost scrutinising you. you squirm under his gaze, heat prickling at the back of your neck and providing some protection from the cold. “where were you off too?”

“christmas party with some friends.”

“where are they now?”

“sucking face somewhere, and no, they didn’t offer me an Uber before they left.”

sukuna taps the ash from his cigarette and it falls away in the icy breeze. “shit night.”

wringing your fingers, you shrug a little bit. “i guess it could have been worse. so thank you for helping out,” you hum appreciatively. “all i have to do now is wait for this stupid train.”

a beat of silence passes between you both, only broken by your chattering teeth and sukuna’s occasional sniff between puffs of smoke. you hate smokers, but you don’t ask him to stop. not after he’d helped you and is willing to be your human shield until your train comes. anyone else would have left by now.

“i can give you a ride home, if you want?”

you frown… was he, trying to make a move on you?

“if you have a car why are you at a train station.”

sukuna smirks slowly, dropping his cig to the floor and crushing it under his sneaker. you don’t remind him that there’s a law against smoking on the platform. “i’m waiting for my little brother to get home from a trip with his friends. we don’t live too far from here and i offered to pick him up from the station.” he shrugs.

you blink up at him with wide eyes. you’d never imagine a man that looks and carries himself like he does to care so deeply for someone else. you suppose you’re judging a book by his cover.

you’re dressed like slutty santa, so you honestly have no right to do so.

“what’s your brother’s name?”

“yuuji. it’s just us, no parents. that’s why i’m picking him up.” sukuna turns to you, running a hand through his messy pink undercut. “look, i promise i’m not some creep. y’just look cold and i’m not about to let some girl get fucked over by weirdos at this time of night. i won’t touch you, but you can sit in the back with yuuji if it makes you feel better. people usually prefer his stupid face over mine anyways.” he mumbles that last part to himself, but is pleasantly surprised by the cute flutter of laughter that escapes you. “what’s s’funny?”

with a hand resting on your bare stomach, you try to contain yourself. “is it the tattoos or the fact that you have resting bitch face?”

“both.” sukuna sniggers in response, shoving his cold hands deep into his pockets. “so, you takin’ up the offer or what?”

“yeah, thank you…sukuna,” you smile, subtly sliding up beside him for warmth on the chilly platform. “i’d like to meet yuuji for myself, see which brother i prefer.”

“oh fuck you.”

“maybe some other time.”

and even though he’s sure that you’re joking, sukuna detects a glint of honestly in your sparkling eyes as the train finally approaches — it’s yellowing light from inside the carriage only illuminating that spark. you turn your head, trying to spot yuuji while he ponders your words.

sukuna is definitely going to ask for your number after he drops you home. he’ll have to thank that brat of a baby brother yuuji for the opportunity next — without him begging for sukuna to come get him, this would have never happened.

you would have never met.

it’d be a great christmas story to tell the grandkids too. so he’d really have to thank yuuji, even though sukuna would never hear the end of it.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

#sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #sukuna fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk fluff #jjk smut #sukuna ryomen x reader #sukuna ryomen x you #sukuna imagine #tteokdoroki #✧ ₊˚੭ — writing #angelshubnetwork #ghostqueues

[spookyscarydemonbabe]

Eddie’s Girl

A/N- I wanted to take a little break from constantly writing my smut fics, and i feel like i’ve been neglecting our sweet Eddie 🥺 i wanted to write something cute and kinda funny :p

Summary- Eddie’s been dying to have his friends meet his new girlfriend but while they’re waiting for Eddie to show up with her they all try to see who can win the affections of the girl sitting across from them at the mall. Her boyfriend wouldn’t like that one bit…

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- None :)

Tag List- @imagine-all-the-imagines @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @munsonology @esme-viridian @eddiesrockstargirlfriend

Word Count- 1.7k

Grant sighed as he checked his watch, seeing that not only was Eddie late, but Eddie was late with his so-called ‘smoke show, super gorgeous, absolute dime’ of a girlfriend.

“I knew it was too good to be true.”

Jeff and Gareth chuckled from next to him, Gareth crossing his arms,

“I feel like he definitely thought we wouldn’t believe him, so it’s funny that we’re all sitting here waiting.”

“It’s only been five minutes,” Jeff said from in between them, “if he’s not here in another five, then we’ll go and tell him we looked like idiots for waiting.”

They had agreed to all meet Eddie and his girlfriend at the mall, just to get to know her better. Eddie made sure to let you know that if you were dating him, he was a package deal. If his friends didn’t like you then it was kind of a deal breaker.

Of course he didn’t mean it, but he still wanted you to get along with his friends.

“Alright fine,” Gareth said, Grant and himself agreeing with Jeff who surprisingly was the voice of reason, “but what are we supposed to do until then? We’ve already been waiting for like 20 minutes…”

“I don’t know about you guys, but i’ve found it pretty easy to sit around when we’ve got some eye candy like that.” Jeff said, motioning over to you.

You were sat on the bench across from them, your legs crossed, purse resting next to you, a book open in your lap.

“Oh, i see. You don’t give a shit if Eddie shows up with her or not, you just want to keep ogling that girl.” Grant glanced over to you and looked you up and down as Jeff did.

“Yeah, but you guys are staring too aren’t you?”

“I mean of course we are, she’s hot. We’re not just going to NOT stare a girl like that…”

The three of them tried their best to be discreet, but every time you glanced up over to them they all quickly looked away, trying to make it seem like they weren’t staring at you from across the way. Each time you caught them you smiled a bit, but unfortunately they mistook that as a smile of you wanting them to approach you.

They were harmless, but you didn’t want them getting the wrong idea from you.

“Hey,” Gareth nudged Jeff, “she’s smiling at us, you think she wants us to talk to her?”

“Us? No fucking way, girls that hot don’t want guys like us, they go for the ‘Rob Lowe’ or the ‘Tom Cruise’ kind of guys. And we play Dungeons and Dragons in a high school drama room. She doesn’t want us.”

Gareth sighed and slapped his hands to his knees before standing up from the bench,

“Only one way to find out.”

“The fuck is he doing?…” Grant said to Jeff as they watched him make his way over to you, though they could clearly tell from the way he was clenching and unclenching his fists that he was incredibly nervous.

The moment you looked up from your book as he approached you nearly made him stop in his tracks, but luckily, the other two boys stood up and slowly made their way over to you and Gareth. At least they could make an attempt to save him if he fucked up, which he most likely would.

Gareth stood before you for a moment, only staring down at you with the lightest blush to his cheeks, his palms clearly sweaty as they kept clenching and unclenching at his sides. He had never gotten this close to a girl as pretty as you, which meant he clearly had no idea what he was doing. He wasn’t even sure why he got up in the first place but he was already this far, he might as well follow through with it. But the moment you looked up to him with a sweet smile he completely lost all thoughts clouding his brain. God, you were so fucking pretty.

You giggled as he stood there in front of you,

“Hi?”

Gareth didn’t even know how to respond to a simple ‘hi’ from you, but once Jeff slapped him on the back he spurted out the most nervous “Hi…” you’ve ever heard.

You looked to Jeff and Grant who stood on either side of him,

“Can i help you?”

“No, sorry,” Jeff said with a nervous laugh, “we just wanted to come over and say hi, and now we have so let’s go-“

“No! No, i wanted to… um…” Gareth nearly shouted as he cut off Jeff, looking around you to try and find something he could bring up in a conversation that wouldn’t make him seem like a complete idiot for approaching and staring at you.

He saw you holding the book open in your lap and his eyes widened,

“Ask what book you were reading.”

“Oh!” You said with a smile and lifted up the cover to show him, “It’s called The Nest, it’s by Gregory Douglas.”

“Cool! Um…” Gareth smiled and cleared his throat, still wanting so badly to talk to you but having no idea how to. Thank god Jeff and Grant were there to save him.

“What’s it about?” Grant asked.

“It’s about these mutant roaches that start attacking and eating people. It’s pretty gory but i like it.”

“That sounds like a pretty good book.”

You nodded with a smile and there were a few moments of awkward silence as the three of them stood before you, Gareth still staring.

You pursed your lips before closing your book and placing it into your purse,

“Is there something else i can help you with?”

“Actually, yes.” Gareth stepped forward, shaking Jeff’s hand off of his shoulder after he finally found the courage to not be so scared of talking to you. You were just some girl, albeit a goddess of a girl, but you were still just a girl.

“I’m sorry if this might sound weird, i know we really don’t know each other or anything, but i think you’re really pretty. I just wanted to ask if maybe you wanted to do something?… With me?…”

“Or just with us in general,” Jeff stepped forward next to Gareth, wanting to at least try and make an attempt to save his friend if you did think the offer was anything other than him just being nervous, “we noticed you here alone and if you need some people to hang around with you’re welcome to hang around with us.”

You smiled and laughed a bit awkwardly at their offer.

They seemed harmless, most of the teenage boys you knew were, but as nice as they were you had other obligations that you needed to deal with.

“I’m sorry, that’s a sweet offer, but i’m actually meeting someone here soon. My boyfriend.” You stood up from the bench and slung your purse over your shoulder, “Maybe some other time though, ok? You guys seem really nice.”

They smiled and understood. They figured they would be rejected once again, it was something they were used to, though Gareth looked more defeated than Jeff and Grant at the mention of your boyfriend.

You gave them one last sweet smile before noticing the mop of curly hair on top of your boyfriends head as he approached you. You smiled big and your eyes brightened as soon as you saw him.

You stepped around the boys and quickly ran over to him, jumping up and wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you close,

“Eddie!” You peppered the side of his face with kisses, “You’re late, again!”

“I know, i’m sorry,” He planted a kiss to your temple as you jumped down, his arm going around your waist as you slowly walked back over to the benches you were sat at beforehand, “I got out of work a little later than expected and i didn’t want to show up all dirty and greasy. I hope you’re not too upset.”

“Of course not,” You leaned up and placed a kiss onto his cheek, “i know you didn’t mean it.”

Eddie led you back over to the benches where the guys still stood and they looked like they had just seen a ghost.

The gorgeous girl they had just been talking to, the one they all stared at, the one that Gareth just tried to ask out because he knew that hot girls like you would never say yes to a guy like him, was Eddie’s girlfriend.

You smiled at them once more, knowing now that the nice boys who you had been taking to were Eddie’s friends that he had been dying for you to meet. You figured they probably just didn’t know, but fortunately for you, Eddie had spent days telling you all about them. The moment you sat on that bench across from them, you knew they had to be friends of Eddie’s. Not to mention they dressed and acted exactly like he did, it was impossible for you to not assume they were friends.

You nuzzled into Eddies side as you approached them, and with a big smile on his face with his arm around you, Eddie finally formally introduced you to his friends,

“Hey guys, sorry i’m late.” The three of them shrugged it off, still in shock from their interaction with you, “This is (y/n).” He gave you a quick kiss on the temple, “My girlfriend. My very real girlfriend, may i add.”

You giggled and gave them a polite little wave from Eddie’s side,

“It’s nice to meet you guys.”

They all smiled and said hello, a few stutters and nervous laughs from them were scattered in between.

“So, what’re we gonna do? I think there’s a movie playing at the theater, you guys want to check it out?”

They nodded and agreed, at this point just going by whatever the first suggestion was to save themselves the embarrassment of making complete fools of themselves in front of you for not knowing you were Eddie’s girlfriend.

They made sure to walk in front of you and Eddie, and a few steps ahead of you at that, wanting to try and think of a way to redeem themselves with you. They didn’t want your first impression of them to be just some weird guys who approached you at the mall and had no idea how to talk to you.

Eddie smiled down at you and gave you a quick kiss as you made your way to the theater,

“They’re nice, i promise.”

You giggled and glanced over at them,

“I think they’ll like me.”

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x yn #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic

[kazutora-kurokawa]

idk if you take requests but if you do i'd do just about anything for some boyfriend!draken headcanons!

sfw and/or nsfw 🥹

Boyfriend!Draken Headcanons

♡ SFW & NSFW, Fem Reader, Mechanic!Draken ♡

note: I most certainly take requests, especially for u Mack 🫶

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SFW

🩷 Lets you loiter in the bike shop because he knows you like to watch him work

🩷 Late night motorcycle rides to help clear your mind

🩷 Braiding and dyeing his hair for him 🤭

🩷 He'd be super excited if you told him you wanted matching tattoos like the ones him and Mitsuya have (would love if you got the dragon tatted on your thigh)

🩷 You end up becoming friends with Mitsuya and even model some designs for him (Draken saw you in a dress Mitsuya designed and immediately knew he was gonna marry you one day)

🩷 Super protective of you and will 100 percent beat guys up for you

🩷 Loves when you wear his clothes, they're so big and look so cute on you

🩷 You give him massages when he gets home from work (and he's extremely grateful for you)

🩷 Has a lot of pet names for you but his favorites are angel, princess, and pretty girl

NSFW

🩷 Size kink on 100, Breeding kink on 100

🩷 Loves seeing and feeling the bulge in your tummy while he's fucking you

🩷 He's a big man and for sure hurts you when he first goes in

🩷 Talks you through sex and praises the hell out of you, also throws in some degradation here and there

"Look at my pretty girl, taking me like a good little slut~"

🩷 Loves to creampie you and is obsessed with the way his cum drips out of your pussy

🩷 Favorite position is the mating press, he loves being able to be balls deep in your cunt

🩷 He doesn't even need to fuck you for you to cum, he could easily just finger you considering they're so long

🩷 Semi-public sex in the bike shop (not to brag or anything but I lowkey ate with that mechanic!Draken fic frfr)

🩷 He's fucked you on a motorcycle in the shop before and you almost fell off of it 😭

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Tagging @i-literally-cant-with-this because they asked me to tag them in my fics earlier

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers headcanons #ken ryuguji #draken x reader #draken smut #draken

[m1ssunderstanding]

Get Back Rewatch 55 Years On: Day 21: The Concert

Every time they're not on camera I simultaneously feel so relieved for them and so upset that I don't get to watch. Messed up of me, but hey. Remember that slightly disturbing quote where Paul said he actually does believe he's kind of public property and he's fine with that?

He looks so determined. Like the fairy tale prince staring down the dragon or Enjolras about to hijack a funeral (Literally my baby was conceived after I watched this in IMAX so if that tells you anything about my feelings . . . I'm going to be annoying I'm sorry I can't help it)

Her legs look so good in those tights! I love that Mo came not because her boyfriend needs his mommy but because she wants to see them perform! Kissing her on the mouth right now.

Danger boy Paul!

Fun fact, I was this John for Halloween in 2021 to a college party. My hair was already like that, and I had dirty white keds and black jeans, so I just did fake sideburns, fake glasses, and a fake fur coat. I tried to get my best friend to be Paul. She wanted to be a hooker, and I was like “It’s the same thing!”

See, look at him and his whorish ways!

John’s little lip-bit smile. He’s so happy with himself nailing that solo. Cutie. 

Cocky boys. As they should be. I love when they’re proud of their work together. Get Back is 95% just Looks between John and Paul, isn’t it?

John and Paul instantly jump into their little “humble working class entertainers” act. You know what just occurred to me? You know how they talked about the “rattle your jewelry” comment backstage and Paul dared John to say it? I wonder if they talked about the “audition” comment too.

It really is a beautiful thing they’re doing. It’s lovely, watching everyon leave their desk jobs and their shopping and whatever else to sit in their fire escapes and congregate in the street and huddle together on rooftops. It really is just like the happy end in a sixties zeitgeist movie. 

All the girls nervous to be too enthusiastic after years of being made fun of themselves and watching others like them being mocked on TV. Let girls like things, damnit!

Mo jamming! I’m in love.

John mouthing Paul’s lyrics.

“Paul McCartney singing that. What a voice.” Literally me if time travel existed. 

“And if SOMEBODY loved me like she does,” Well, it is good manners to look at the person you’re talking to, I guess. But you do have an audience, John. And a mic and a camera. 

“Absolutely disrupt all the business in this area.” Yes! Get those blue meanies, boys!

“No lay rishi gahd blay bloojaygoo” should replace all the stupid quotes the Lennon estate puts on everything they sell. Then I’d actually want their shit. Paul trying to magic the words from his head into John’s there. Successfully, though.

That “Pleeeeeheeeeease” is one of the prettiest beatles vocal moments. I love it with all my heart. And clearly, so does Paul. Doing that thing he does, inappropriately thrusting into his bass. 

Oh my gosh it’s the song Paul and John do together on tour right now!

That “Yyyyyeeeeeah, yeaaaaaah!” (I mean the whole song, the whole concert, but especially that) does things to me. 

John’s extremely blurry, because he turned his head quick enough to give him whiplash there, sorry everyone. But look! They’re having the time of their lives! They just love performing together so much!

Everyone goes to check on their accumulating audience. (except Paul. Wonder what that’s about.)Ringo’s little pleasantly surprised smile is so so sweet!

It must be so fun for them to be performing One after 909 again after all these years. Bitter sweet with everything that’s changed since then. 

LMAO Kevin thank you for your service!

He’s a silly cutie.

The mic in the street asking that girl if she’d like them to come back every lunchtime. Imagine if they did? How cute would that be? Like back to their cavern lunchtime shows. Maybe that could’ve saved them.

Them playing God Save the Queen reminds me of that story where Brian was like, “This bigger manager wants to buy your contract from me, and I just wanted to be straight with you. They could probably get better deals for you.” and they were like, “If you sell us to him we’re only playing God Save the Queen from that moment on.” It’s probably a fake story, but that’s what it made me think of. 

I always think that quote of Paul’s is so strange, where he was like “I never got the chance to watch John while we were playing.” Like. What are you talking about, baby?

Literally “Uh. Yeah. Uh. Yeah.” Fucking his bass. Staring at John. Okay? And I’m not supposed to take that and run with it? I’m not supposed to assume from that that you want to fuck your songwriting partner?

I think he genuinely wants to get arrested. I really do. I think he wants them all to get arrested so they can finally be alone in a room together. A lovely cell for four. Just shimmying at them. And Billy looking at him like, Bro. What the fuck is wrong with you?

Paul’s “woo” and shimmy :: John’s “woo” and weird little kick move. And Paul looks so fond, of course. 

God bless Mal for stalling those little fucks as long as humanly possible. And Debbie! “Don’t actually go on the roof because it’s overweight.” Gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss!

Absolutely LOVE John and George turning their amps back on. That’s right. You guys are what’s keeping the country going at this point, so if you want to play on your roof they better let you play on your roof and say thank you.

All the times when they just simultaneously turn to each other. Like, yes, this is our que to stare hungrily into each other’s eyes. 

My stomach just dropped at those words across the screen. “This was the Beatles’ last public performance.” We know, Peter Jackson. You don’t have to remind us. Jeez. 

John and Paul’s two very different but equally important leadership roles in the band at work here at the end of the concert. John delivers his iconic line, makes everyone laugh, and seals the band’s last performance with a very tight bow. Meanwhile, Paul’s climbing the gate to bypass the crowd and schmooze the police out of arresting Mal. 

THIS is sooo cute. Heads buried together and John’s very sweet, “‘s’matter? Hmm?” 

George is so cute here in the control room afterward. No wonder they don’t listen to his not wanting to do things, honestly, if he acts like this after. “What’s the law say why you can’t do that? Well how disturbing the peace? Yeah, I’m for taking over London. And every rock group in the world all on different buildings, playing the same tune.” Adorable.

Poor John. It breaks my heart that he doesn’t think his little lyric flub is funny. He’s disappointed in himself. I wish he could see that that’s one of the things everyone loves about him. George was grinning ear to ear about it. For fuck’s sake, that’s one of the reasons Paul fell in love with you in the first place. If only John could see himself the way we see him, you know? 

This little moment cracks me up. John always has to be mommy’s naughty little boy, and Yoko does a very sweet job of playing her part here. 

Linda and Paul are so touchy and clingy and it’s very romantic and I love that Ringo joins in and makes fun of them.   

The whole after-show glow for everyone was just so palpable and fantastic. I wish they could've gone on performing together. Clearly it made all of them very happy.

#and that's that #Apparently we've got a bonus day though that I forgot existed #so that's nice #Or not for anyone that was excited to not see these on your dash lol #tumblr live #paul mccartney #the beatles #john lennon #mclennon #ringo starr #george harrison #get back

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Toothless

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Ok this is a scalding hot take that many people will disagree with but the 3rd movie completely ruined his character. First of all, his visual design. He went from sleek and majestic in the 1st movie to bumbling and built like a brick in the 3rd. Despite the 3rd movie's plot supposedly wanting to emphasize that dragons are wild at heart, they made Toothless look MORE domesticated for the sake of cuteness: bigger and rounder eyes, huge "McDonald's arch" eyebrows, shorter snout, steeper forehead, etc. And his features are all much more squared off as a contrast to his dragon girlfriend being rounded, because boy = rectangle and girl = circle, gotta have gender roles even if they're literal fantasy reptiles amiright? They even changed the anatomy of his torso, giving him a much deeper and broader chest, causing his walk/run cycles to look lumbering and awkward rather than smooth and graceful. Not to mention they removed many of the realistic details from the 1st movie, like having a subtle stingray/panther-like pattern on his scales and scars all across his body, in favor of having him be solid-colored and smooth like a toy - something the art team specifically said they wanted to avoid in the 1st movie. (Btw, for the submission picture I'll include a comparison someone made of his head anatomy in each of the 3 movies, since it illustrates the fact that he's been massacred better than just picking 1 screenshot would) Second, his personality. In the 1st movie he was cute and playful and lovable, but also dignified and self-reliant and intelligent, much like a cat. In the 3rd movie meanwhile he might as well be a golden retriever puppy in a dragon body - he's playful ALL the time and extremely goofy and scatterbrained and slobbery (?!) And whereas in the 2nd movie he showed interest in Hiccup's maps and would be playful in a respectful reciprocal way, in the 3rd it's considered "cute" that he doesn't pay attention at all and instead uses Hiccup's prosthetic leg as a chew toy (!!) Worst of all, whereas the message of the 1st and 2nd movies is that Toothless and Hiccup's friendship can overcome all obstacles and change the world, in the 3rd film Toothless happily abandons Hiccup for a pretty girl dragon he JUST met, sending the deplorable message that it's ok or even necessary to abandon your friends once you get a boyfriend/girlfriend (since Astrid affirms that this was the correct decision, tells Hiccup to get over it by focusing on his own romance with her, and "you gave him his freedom, what did you expect?" as if Hiccup is being unreasonable or unfair by expecting their close long-term friendship to last... Worth noting Hiccup had already made a "self-driving tail" for Toothless once in the past, so it's not as if he was trapping Toothless against his will, Toothless actually CHOSE to destroy it in favor of the old prosthetic because he loved Hiccup so much he wanted to be with him all the time!!) Oh, and the 3rd movie also tries to claim that humankind is too bad to "deserve" dragons because of the actions of ONE villain who gets defeated by the end and never even killed anyone... So much for their friendship overcoming all obstacles and changing the world, eh? 1st-movie Toothless is one of my favorite characters of all time. He had changed a LITTLE in the 2nd movie (cuter anatomy, more playful/goofy, etc) but not to the point it grated on me or ruined my enjoyment of the film, especially because the actual plot still had the same heart & soul. But 3rd-movie Toothless is an abomination, just like the movie as a whole. Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk ✌️

In the third movie he acted like a stupid dog or something instead of the cat-like graceful but adorable dragon with intelligence just as high as a human. He was so so much better in the first movie. The third movie was beautifully animated but I hate so many things about it and the way it handled Toothless was once of the biggest things. The first movie had this beautiful theme about the humans and dragons who were both intelligent beings overcoming their conflict and learning that they could be happier, stronger and just overall better working together. Toothless was clearly a person with thoughts and feelings just as much as Hiccup. The third movie's theme was like oh actually we can't coexist because some people are bad so we're actually going to send away this other group until the world is ready for them. And somehow this one group of dragons controls them all. But the world could never be just randomly 'ready' to "deserve" dragons without the humans and dragons being a team and learning about and respecting each other. It's like they decided to act like the dragons are now wild animals wrongfully kept as pets who need to be set free so they portray Toothless in a more pet like way instead of the intelligent dragon he really was. And the stomped all the way the Gift of the Night Fury went with Hiccup making Toothless a tail he could use without Hiccup and Toothless smashed it up to tell Hiccup that he didn't want to fly without him. That was such a great short that showed their bond so much better than the third movie.

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[ne0nic]

My Personal HC on Tokrev Boys Pet Names for Their Partner

Feat. Mikey, Draken, Baji, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Kazutora, Rindou, Ran, Sanzu, Kakucho, Izana, Wakasa, Takeomi, Shinichiro

I feel like its time the fandom came together and made decisions on Tokyo Revengers pet names like the Marvel Fandom has but that's just me and here are my 2 cents.

Ones I'm absolutely settled on:

Mikey:

"Angel"

- I'm not sure why but I can just hear him say it. I can hear him whisper it in his partners ear. And also angst/bad timeline wise it makes the most sense. His partner would be his light, his angel.

Draken:

"Bunny"

- I was back and forth with this one for a bit but the more I think about it the more I love it. It's cute and kinky. It's a bit teasing as well which we already know is very Draken.

Baji:

"Princess"

- This man! He would always do anything to rile his partner. Of course I do love flustered, love incompetent Baji as well but I feel like confident, headstrong Baji would be the type to call his partner this both endearingly and teasingly.

Not settled on:

Mitsuya:

I've played around with the idea of something Mitsuya would say other than something simple like, "My Love." I have entertained the idea of him calling his partner "Puppy" but felt it was too dominant for him. But, if he had a headstrong, hotheaded partner he'd call them something like "My little firecracker" or "My little Dragon" (GET IT?!)

Chifuyu:

"Starlight"

-Younger Chifuyu gives submissive vibes and older Chifuyu (especially Black Dragon future) gives major dominant vibes so it's hard to find a nice middle ground. However just for the sake of it I love to think of him calling his partner, "My star" or "Starlight".

Kazutora:

"My heart"

Hear me out, a simple one but- "My heart" it gives soft, reformed, good future Kazutora. Where he finds a partner that loves and accepts him for all of his past traumas and therefore they are his "heart". It's so cute!

Hanma:

"My Little Reaper"

I will admit right now I'm not a hardcore Hanma girlie so this will probably be best discussed between them but I will suggest "My Little-" Now it could be something like "My Little Reaper" that I can just hear rolling off his tounge. And also would be cute and insinuate they are his partner in crime.

Rindou:

"Darling"

My baby RINNIE! 😍 Older & Bonten Rindou have always felt like he would call his partner "Darling". Maybe it started out as a joke when they were younger but evolved into the most loving name he calls them. #2 Best Boyfriend!

Ran:

"My Gorgeous-"

Ooooohhh, Fanon Ran would definitely be throwing out pet names like they're candy on Halloween. Probably using "Beautiful" more than anything. But Bonten Ran would definitely purr something like "My Gorgeous Boy/Girl"

Sanzu:

"My drug"

Or "My favorite drug" definitely Bonten Sanzu. I have absolutely no idea for a mentally stable Sanzu. 😂

Kakucho:

"Doll"

A sweetheart like him would call his partner "doll" I feel he's very classy and old school like that. Be real when you think of a date with Kakucho you think of something sweet and nice like a candlelit dinner. He has an old soul.

Izana:

"Baby Bird"

I can't explain it but when it comes to Izana I just feel like he would call his partner "Baby Bird" I think maybe I saw it in a Tiktok edit once? I'm not sure but it feels right for him.

Wakasa:

"Bitch"

OG timeline Waka def gives "Hey Mamas" vibes! 😂 And I do absolutely love Waka but I can't get over this feeling he would just refer to his partner as "Bitch" I hope that with some more insight into Waka's personality there will be a better option but until then I'm chilling here with this one.

Takeomi:

"Dear"

Takeomi gives "Hey Mamas" vibes 24/7 in every timeline. We love a consistent man! But I do feel that with a partner he is committed to he would definitely just call them "dear" Bonten and all.

Shinichiro:

"Sweetheart"

Ugh! Such a classic charmer! Shinichiro would call them something simple and loving, like him.

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[whoisshel]

The Vanishing of Will Byers

pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

word count: 2075

tw: swearing

It’s late on a school night as Y/N Y/L sits on your bed reading with just the bedside lamp on. Too deep in your book, you don't notice the bedroom window slowly opening until something falls through it onto the floor. As the thing lands on the ground with a loud thud, you let out a high pitched scream before throwing your book at it.

“Ow.” Came from the thing on the ground causing you to open your eyes and look at it as it rubs his head full of wild long, curly hair.

“What the hell, Eddie!” You hissed at your boyfriend, who stood up from the ground with your book in his hand.

“I should be the one saying that, seeing as you just hit me in the head with your book.” Eddie said, shaking the book, with a growing smirk on his face.

“You’re the one who just broke into my house.” You replied walking towards Eddie, grabbing onto his leather jacket to pull him closer, “My parents aren’t home, you could’ve used the front door.”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

“What are you doing here anyways?” 

“I wanted to see my favorite girl.” Eddie answered, leaning down to give you a kiss wrapping his arms around your waist.

Pulling back to look straight at Eddie, wearing a small smile, “I thought that was your guitar.”

With the smirk on his face and mischief appearing in his eyes, you knew something bad was coming, but before you could turn around and run, Eddie picked you up by the waist twirling you around as you squealed.

“Noooo, Eddie!” You yelled, before he dropped you on the edge of your bed, falling on top of you.

Moving his hands up from your waist to your face to push your hair away, before grabbing your cheeks, “You just think you’re so funny, don’t you?”

“The funniest.” You answered, leaning up to kiss him longer this time.

You started taking Eddie’s jacket off him as the both of you moved up the bed to get more comfortable. He still had one hand on your cheek while the other moved down to your thigh to lift it up. As you continued kissing, you moved your hands under the back of his shirt, lifting it up a bit. 

Muffled voices from outside caused them to break apart, both of them thinking it was your parents. Eddie got up moving to the window to peek outside, seeing it was just a group of four boys.

“Just your kid neighbor and his friends.” Eddie said, walking back to sit on the bed next to you.”They still play Dungeons and Dragons?”

“Last I’ve heard.” You answered, “Why, going to ask them to join Hellfire Club, nerd.”

“Who are you calling, nerd, Theater geek.”

“Theater is not geeky.” You said, putting a hand over your heart, pretending to be offended. All Eddie did was give an ‘Are you serious?’ look to get you to drop the act. “It is geeky, isn’t it?”

Both of them burst out laughing, Eddie replying with an over exaggerated nod and a big smile. “But your cuteness makes up for it.”

 You lightly shoved his shoulder in a joking manner, but Eddie still fell back on the bed, not before grabbing your waist to take you down with him. You now laid with you hovering over him, your arms holding you up, and his legs still on the ground. Eddie raised one hand pushing your hair away and keeping it there, his eyes searching your whole face. You watched as his eyes roamed your face, “You’re so cheesy.”

“Just for you, baby.” Eddie moved his hands to your waist as you moved to straddle his, before you both continued the kiss from earlier. 

The next morning, you are heading for school listening to Joan Jett and the Blackhearts by yourself in the car, Eddie having left in the middle of the night. 

On your drive, you passed your neighbor, Mike Wheeler, riding his bike with two of his friends instead of three. “That’s weird.” You mumbled with a confused look on your face. Thinking the third kid might be sick or something, you thought nothing more of it.

Slowing down, you honked at them, making the boys jump a little, waving at them to which they returned with a wave back. 

—----------------

You walked into the school and over to your locker that was next to your friends, Jonathan Byers, who was standing at his locker.

“Hey, Jonathan.” You said, snapping him out of his thoughts. You noticed the stressed out look on his face, concerning you. “Are you okay?”

“Um, actually have you seen Will,” Jonathan asked, sadness becoming more evident on his face. “He wasn’t home this morning, I thought maybe he just left for school early, but he wasn’t there.”

Becoming concerned for the young boy and sad for your friend that’s missing his brother, “He left the Wheeler’s last night with the rest of the boys, that’s the last I saw of him.”

“So, you did see him leave Mike’s?” Jonathan became more hopeful with that news.

“Well, I saw him get there, but I only heard them leave.” You confessed, watching some of the hope leave his eyes. “Eddie looked out the window when they left, he might’ve seen something, I’ll ask him.”

“Can you, please?” Jonathan asked hastily, needing answers.

“Yeah, yeah of course.” You answered, still concerned for your friend you put your hand on his arm, looking up at him now noticing his eyes starting to water. You pulled him into a hug saying. “I’m so sorry Jonathan.”

Pulling back from the hug, “Thanks, Y/N, I’m going to go and look for him.”

“Okay, just let me know if you need anything.”

“I will.” Jonathan said, putting a small, fake smile on his face then turning to leave.

“Everything okay with him?” Your other friend, Robin Buckly, asked, coming up behind you.

Turning around to face Robin, You answered, “His brother might be missing.”

“Oh shit, seriously?” 

“Yeah, apparently he wasn’t there in the morning and wasn’t at school.”

“I hope they find him, that sucks.”

“Yeah,” You said, looking down at your feet, before looking back up at Robin, “I’m going to head to the bathroom before class starts, wanna come with?”

“Why not, got nothing better to do.” Robin replied, shrugging her shoulders, walking beside you.

“What else is there to do, go to class early?” You chuckled at your bad joke.

“Gross.” Robin said, laughing with you, about to push the bathroom door open until Nancy Wheeler barged through it.

“Sorry.” Nancy muttered, a blush appearing on her cheeks as she kept walking past the two girls before either of you had time for a reply.

You and Robin looked at each other with a confused, but slightly amused look on your face, before turning back around to head into the bathroom.

When you walked into the bathroom, you both once again stopped in your tracks as you ran into Steve Harrington.

“What are you doing in here, this is the girl’s bathroom, perv.” You knew exactly why he was in here after seeing Nancy leave.

“Oh please, like you and Eddie don’t come in here to do the same thing.” Steve scoffed 

“Eddie and I are classy we makeout under the bleacher or in his van.” You corrected with a smirk. Dropping the smirk, your face turned into a scowl, “Now, get the fuck out of here.”

Steve also had a scowl on his face at your words, shoved past the two leaving the bathroom. You and Robin once again turned to look at each other, bursting out laughing. Calming down a little, you, finally able to talk, said, “We better get to class.”

“Don’t you have to go to the bathroom?”

“I’m good now.” You replied, turning towards the door, walking out.

“What the fuck does that mean?” Robin asked, with a grossed out look on her face, but still chuckling at her friend’s weirdness.

—-------------------

After school is over, you are at your locker putting away books, taking out your backpack and about to close the locker when two hands pull you back by the waist, causing a squeal to leave your mouth. Quickly turning around you sees that it’s Eddie, once again trying to scare you and succeeding.

“Why do you always have to do that?” You asked, hitting Eddie on the chest.

Pushing you back into the lockers, Eddie replied, “It’s fun and your squeal is really adorable.”

“You’re ridiculous.” You snorted, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him down to kiss him.

Pulling back, Eddie gave your forehead a kiss, “Alright, I’ve got to get to Hellfire Club, do you have theater?”

“Yeah.” You answered, before you both parted ways, you remembered what you were supposed to ask him, “Oh, did you see Will Byers leaving the Wheeler’s house last night?”

“Which one is he?”

“The scrawny one, with the light brown bowl cut.”

“I’m pretty sure I saw him leave off on a bike, why?”

“You’re only pretty sure, not positive?” You insisted, wanting to know for sure if Will was there or not.

“I don’t know, I just saw three kids leave on a bike.” Eddie persisted, confused on why you were so worried for this kid.

“Three?” You beamed, “That means Will was one of them.”

Grabbing onto your arms, Eddie persisted, “Y/N, what’s going on?”

“Apparently, Will wasn’t home this morning, so Jonathan was asking me if I saw him last night.” You said, letting out a sigh of stress, “But I told him I didn’t see him, but that you may have.”

“Oh man,” Eddie ran a hand through his hair, feeling bad for the Byers family, “There were three kids leaving on bikes last night.”

“Thank you, Eddie.” You said, happily grabbing his cheeks and giving him a big kiss.

“If I get kisses like that, I’ll help out more often.” Eddie joked.

“Alright, Casanova, you get to your nerd club and I’ll go to mine.” You pushed Eddie back, “I’m going to stop at the Byers’ tonight to let him know what you saw and see what else is going on.”

“Okay, be safe.” Eddie said, resting one hand on your hip, giving you a soft kiss before taking a step back.

“You too.”

—------------

Once theater practice was over, you got into your car to head over the Byers’. When you pulled onto their road, you saw the many police cars in their driveways. 

You pulled into the driveway and put the car in park, getting out of the car and walking over to the front door. Seeing it already open, you walked into the house looking around for Jonathan.

“Jonathan!” You called out into the small house.

“Hey, Y/N, I’m in my room!” Jonathan yelled back to his friend.

You walked over to his room, seeing two police officers also in the room, “Hey, what’s going on?” You pulled him into a short hug.

“They found Will’s bike on the side of the road, so they’re checking to see if he might’ve come home.” Jonathan answered, turning back to the cops in his room to ask them a question, “What’re you looking for exactly?”

They both ignore his question as they continue searching the room, you scoff at them. One of the cops kept staring at an “Evil Dead” poster on Jonathan’s wall, “What’s going on there?”

“The tree’s possessed, it’s,” Jonathan paused before continuing, “Going inside her.”

“Yeeeeeesh”  The cop exaggerated.

Before the cop could say anything else around the two teenagers, the other cop cut in, “Hey kid, you got some water or juice or something? Dying here.”

Jonathan only nodded, before the two left the room towards the kitchen.

“Well, I guess I don’t need to tell you that I talked to Eddie and he did see Will leaving Mike’s house.” You said once you two reached the kitchen.

“Thank you for asking him though, and for being here.” Jonathan said, looking down.

“Of course, I wanna help out as much as I can.” You assured him, “We’re going to find him, he’s a smart kid.”

Jonathan smiled, “He really is.” You pulled him in for another hug, this time longer as you felt him start to shake as he held in his sobs.

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[yiiyiiwrites]

More JJ and burnt out overchieving kook please, anything...

Ok ok, add on from this prompt I intended for it to be a smaller fic but here you go:

The temporary ban on the country club seemed to fall away quickly, JJ eyeing her up across the decking. There’s an added confidence to her walk, short skirt fluttering around her thighs, giving him a brief view of the cotton floral underwear he watched her put back on this morning.

She fit in her natural habitat, slight smile stretching her lips as she greets one of her sister’s friends. Beside them though, nothing compares. There’s an edge to her that they don’t quite have. She might be dripping in cash, but it’s the subtle acknowledgement to the waiter and the clear thank you for their service.

Bidding the girls around the table goodbye, she raised her oversized sunnies on top of her head. Her gaze tracing up JJ’s form, pausing at the white shirt folded up to his elbows. Smiling she walked up to him and wiped the sheen of sweat off his forehead, her signature silk handkerchief going back to her small handbag.

The small opening where the servers dip in and out giving them enough privacy to interact. Part of him wishing she’d do the same out on the restaurant floor for all to witness. As if reading his mind, she plucked his red tie in her hands and twirled it around in her palm pulling him down closer to her. Nose to nose, lips parting.

“You look so cute in this,” she whispered, nose nudging to his before her lips trace the shell of his ear. “Wear this later for me?” She released the tie and pushed him back as if she hadn’t said anything.

For once JJ is scrambling, head racing at her boldness. Dimples setting his cheeks as he just nodded his head.

“When you said you wanted to make the most of your membership. I didn’t think you meant this.” He said leaning into her, palm steadying him against the wall as he dipped to meet her gaze.

She side stepped him, spinning round to catch his wandering gaze. “That’s a bonus.”

He swatted the hem of her skirt, “for you or me?” He smirked, not needing an answer. “I finish my shift in a couple hours, you want to leave with me?”

“Sure.”

The persistent ringing bell behind them, interrupted the small moment. The one she couldn’t help, but play along with. Good girl, bad boy and from the wrong side. Her stepmother Gloria, had warned her regularly not to hang around on the cut or the unsavoury people that lived there. The dragon had no idea how much alike she was to a parent on the cut, but used her money and status for manipulation.

“Hey, I gotta get back.” JJ said pulling her out of her of head, his palms smoothing down her arms. The action calming her, he had a knack of breaking through to her.

She watched JJ disappear through the restaurant and out onto the deck outside. Pushing her self off the wall, she followed suit and searched for her father. His table vacant, nothing but empty coffee mugs piled upon it. Turning, she collided with another body.

The sunglasses on her head askew, the apology on her lips stopping short when she came face to face with her ex boyfriend.

He rights himself, pressing his palm against his chest to smooth the wrinkle from his blue shirt. “Well good to see that there’s nothing in your hands this time,” he chuckled, the crooked grin plastered on his face telling more of him having the upper hand now.

“Don’t tempt me.” She poked the jug of water at the table, thought wandering to dumping it on him. She tried to avoid his path as she made a move to escape, but his hand circled her wrist.

“Now I get it,” he leaned down, voice lowering. “You’ve got it hard, hell everyone knows you don’t get it at home. So you have to demand it elsewhere.” He shrugged, fingers digging into her wrist making sure she stayed to listen.

She didn’t need to say anything, one warning left before she’s banned for good and kicked out. This was the one place she could escape her family, but still keep up appearances, even if she did hate everything about it.

“But, who would have thought you’d be slumming it with Maybank over there.”

Heart thumping in her chest, she glanced to the side and JJ, his movements stilling for a second a few tables away. The tightness around her wrist disappeared, fingers tapping to her cheek and reverting her attention the Kook in front of her. She just hoped JJ hadn’t overhead the conversation.

“Wonder what Gloria would say?” He hummed, the thinly laced threat encouraging him to step closer. “I mean least you’ll get some attention at home.” He shoved his hands in his chino pockets, oversized watch hanging over the edge.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, the burning bubble of anger stung the back of her throat. She wanted to scream in his face, push him just like he had. Too much talk, status crushing her like every other thing in the figure eight.

Not like JJ though. He let her breathe.

So she took a breath, “did I not give you enough attention?” She tilted her head, bottom lip jutting out in faux concern. “I mean there’s no excuse to cheat on your girlfriend. But then again I should have known, you cheat on all your school tests.”

The smile dropped from his face, back straightening as he tried to make himself taller. The stare down to her wavering in the wake of knife she dealt him. She too could afflict pain with words just like him. Two can play that game.

It amazed her how the people around them turned a blind eye. Not that she expected anyone to step in. In this scenario she’s seen as the bad girl, the one who treated her boyfriend wrong and not the girl who was hurt by the boy. Maybe she’s not entirely good though, she knows she has a place and part to play. Not good enough for her family and too much for anyone else.

She glanced to the side once more, tall blonde nowhere to be seen.

Looking back to her ex boyfriend, the rose tint faded. The mask dropped for her, his flared nostrils and clenched fists enough to get her to flee. She pushed her way through the late lunch crowd waiting for a table and threw herself out the door.

She couldn’t help but laugh, a sick flicker of Deja vu welcoming her in the name of JJ Maybank. Joint between his fingers and a cloud of smoke curling out from his lips.

The boldness of this morning slipping away. "Ready Maybank?" She asked shaking her car key in her hand.

**

JJ scanned the landscaped driveway, large house coming into view. He’d been there many times before, but had only came from the dock at the back of the house. His odd gardening jobs leaving him strictly to the back lawn and pool.

“What about your parents?”

She tapped her fingers against the steering wheel, waiting for the garage door to roll up. There’s a split door to the right side reserved for her car. “Dad’s playing golf and then going to the office. Step moms at the spa.” She stole a glance to JJ, there’s an odd distance between them and it wasn’t their status.

JJ’s been staring out the window for most of the drive, jaw clenched and legs facing the door. She’s convinced he heard her ex and she's wondering why he agreed to come home with her. The knot in her stomach tightening at the thought of disappointing him.

Climbing out her seat, JJ’s brows furrowed as the garage door rolls to a shut. She grabbed his hand, not bothering to turn the light on as she moved in muscle memory to the door.

“I never go in the front way, I have a side door through the garage,” she said over her shoulder, his hand still clasped in hers as she guided him up the steps.

A heavier door appeared at the top of the stairs, she unlocked it and kicked her shoes off on the welcome mat.

The open plan room didn't showcase much of her status. The space might be big, but the double bed in one corner and a sofa in the other makes it look vacant. The walk in wardrobe is half full, a desk on one side for her studies and the bathroom beside it. There’s an upright piano collecting dust, she hasn’t played since she broke her hand years ago.

“Huh, not what I was expecting.” His eyes roam the open plan room, there’s not much to look at, but it’s a far cry from his own home.

There’s no personal touches, no colour to the walls. Half unfinished brick, plastered walls left unpainted. Rugs overlap the tiled floor, the only warmth other than the sun shining through the large windows that look out to the back garden.

“Ahh yes,” she nodded. “After my little blow up at the country club. I’ve been banished to here, out of sight out of mind right.” She rattled the door closest to her bed, giving up when the lock keeps it in place. She doesn’t tell him how it’s the only way to the main house and it’s locked most of the time to keep her out of the way.

She opened the small fridge, beer bottles clinking in her hands. JJ doesn’t waste anytime necking the cool beer. There’s an uncomfortable silence between them, normally they’re crashing lips and tangling limbs, no need to speak. JJ loosened his tie, buttons tearing open as he leant back on his elbows.

He brings the bottle back to his lips, chasing the last drops of beer.

Sitting back on the bed, she turned her body to face him. "Look what happened at the..."

JJ silenced her, lips crashing into hers. Fingers working on the buttons of her blouse. "Stop overthinking it." He said between kisses.

She doesn't make a move to shred him of his clothes, her hand tugging the red tie and yanking him to hover over her.

He smirked down at her, “you really must like slumming it," he whispered in her ear.

There you go! If you have any more requests or prompts send them in - Yiiyii

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[youatemylollipop]

A/N: A small fragment from one of my other stories. I just thought it was cute and wanted to share it with you guys separately.🥰 You know, since not everyone might have the patience to read a 12.4K word fic.😅

Synopsis: Just you and Mikey being a pair of goofballs.

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Characters: Sano Manjirō X Reader

⚠️ WARNING: None, maybe just a tiny bit of angst at the end.

Word Count: 1.6K

Tag List: @mytaiyakeylover

“Come on Manjirō, try something new for a change!” You whine, tugging at the blond’s sleeve childishly while sending him a pleading look. “We’ve been eating so much dorayaki and taiyaki recently that I’ve started having nightmares about them!” Mikey pouts at your insistence, but finds himself relenting as you are far too adorable to ignore.

You beam, feeling pleased with your accomplishment. Not too far away, you can hear your dearest friend—and perhaps older brother figure—Ryūguji Ken letting out a painful groan. This urges you to giggle as you are fully aware whose wallet will be left empty at the end of the day.

The dragon tattooed boy gives you a dirty look, knowing that whatever it is that you have in mind, will most definitely be more expensive than a few packages of your boyfriend’s favorite snacks. Mikey, however, lets out a laugh as he instantly recognizes the look on his tall friend’s face. Frankly, it is a look that screams agony.

It is a rather cold day in the month of December. The three of you are equally oblivious to the upcoming changes that will soon come in the span of a few months. You intertwine your hands, squeezing each other teasingly as you occasionally tug one another in the opposite direction, waiting to see who will be the first to lose balance.

Draken rolls his eyes in mock annoyance, but there is a barely noticeable lift at the corner of his mouth. You and Mikey, however, are too immersed within each other to take notice of the slight softness that can be spotted in the tattooed boy's dark eyes.

The snowflakes are dancing in the air, like an endless waltz. But unlike the two of you, each of them looks lonely, cold, breathtakingly beautiful, and yet pain strikingly lifeless. Like a small piece of something grandiose, however, still separated from the mass.

You walk over to Draken, your steps feeling light and weightless as you lightly jump with each one, the snow crunching softly beneath your feet. You send him the sweetest smile you can muster, but he narrows his eyes at you suspiciously, his exhaustion deepening with a sense of foreboding. You let out a snicker like the spawn of Satan that you are.

“Ken-chan,” you say in a sickeningly sweet tone. “I want some of those.” The male quirks an eyebrow, his gaze following the direction of your index finger as you speak. Sighing, he nods at you, but not without mouthing some very peculiar words that would probably make any mother give a look of disappointment.

“You just had to choose the most complicated dish on the menu?” His reply is snarky and biting as he mentally prepares himself for the next thirty minutes he’d probably have to wait before your order would finally be ready. It’s not the food in itself, just the awfully long queue that he now has no other choice but to wait through.

“Now, now, Ken-chin," your boyfriend says, crossing his arms as he shakes his head disapprovingly. "That's not how you're supposed to treat a girl." The tall blond groans in frustration, struggling to hold back his urge to kill the Toman commander. Mikey, on the other hand, is sporting a cheshire grin, looking pretty much like the cat from Alice in Wonderland.

“Exactly, exactly,” you add, nodding your head in approval of his statement. “And you keep asking yourself why Emma doesn’t believe me when I tell her how much you like her.”

It takes a moment for Draken to finally register what you had said. However, before he has a chance to commit a double homicide, you feel someone’s fingers snake around your wrist. Seconds later you and your boyfriend are running down the streets, laughing like a pair of goofballs—which you probably are at this point.

Cold air brushes your face as you both continue the pointless war of tugging. At some point, you slip over the snow, making the both of you fall. Luckily, the river that Mikey loves visiting so much is completely frozen, saving you from a potential disaster. It's already too damn cold; you doubt you'll be able to survive walking wet around the city until you reach home.

You are rolling down the thick layers of pale, white snow. Mikey’s muscular arms are tightly wrapped around your waist, while yours find home around his neck. Snickers leaving your lips as you reach the frozen water.

You pull your face away from his chest, pools of [e/c] color meeting a pair of pitch-black eyes filled with childish glee. One of your hands trails up his neck before settling on his cold, pale cheek. There is a faint pink hue dusting them from the cold, biting air.

He’s smiling up at you. The expression is so contagious that you can’t help but mirror it with one yourself. His arms pull you slightly closer to him as your gaze fixates itself on his lips. His plush and pink lips that seem to be oh so kissable. You brush your own against his softly, before withdrawing from him slightly.

Before you have the chance to repeat the motion, Mikey quickly changes your position. You are now lying down on the cold, but surprisingly smooth surface. The blond leans in closer, so close that your noses are brushing and your hot breaths are mixing together. You bite your bottom lip in anticipation, feeling your heartbeat accelerate in response to how intensely he is looking at you.

However, instead of being met by a long and sensual kiss as you were expecting, only a light peck grazes your lips. A pregnant pause soon follows, and suddenly you are attacked by a dozen kisses. Giggles escape your lips as his thin nimble fingers run along your clothed body to tickle you. You gasp as you try to fill your lungs with much needed air, but Mikey is having none of it.

“W—Wait, Manji-,” you try to speak up as tears continuously stream down your cheeks from all the uncontrollable laughter. “Hmm? What was that?” The male teases, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Stah—stop!" You manage to choke out, sighing in relief as the male finally gets off of you. He lays himself beside you, his coal-black eyes filled with adoration, making you flush red. You love the way he gazes at you, his expression portraying nothing but pure bewitchment, looking absolutely smitten.

You lie like this for a while, the cold breeze pushing past the both of you. The temperature seems to have gone a few degrees lower, causing you to shiver. You start blowing into your palms, which you have cupped and placed in front of your face. It doesn’t help much, however, and you are about to ask Mikey if he wants to go back.

You sit up, but stop yourself from voicing your question as you feel something soft and fluffy wrap around your neck. Peering down, you are met by strikingly vibrant red. You didn’t even notice at what point your boyfriend had gotten up. A pair of ecstatic giggles escape your lips as the familiar sensation of long ash blonde strands soon fall over your shoulder.

Mikey is hugging you tightly from behind, face tucked into his red scarf that is now securely wrapped around your neck. Half lidded eyes peering up at you from the soft, ticklish fabric, blonde locks falling down his face, making it slightly obscured. He looks surprisingly snuggly like this, pliant even.

“Feeling warm now?” His voice is slightly muffled, but you still somehow manage to catch onto what he’s saying. A small smile grazes your lips at the thought of how cute he is right now. He arches an eyebrow at how suspicious you’re looking, but doesn’t question it further.

It takes a few more minutes until Mikey’s phone begins to ring. Draken’s gruff voice, appearing from the other side. There is a smile on your boyfriend’s face, as he tells you that Ken-chin was nice enough to still buy him some dorayaki. The aforementioned sounds annoyed, but you both are aware that it’s just an act and that he doesn’t actually mean it.

Then Mikey gets up and stretches his sore limbs before lending you his hand. When you reach out, your stomach rumbles, urging the both of you to giggle in sync. You hear some distant sounds of barking dogs and furrow your eyebrows as you don’t seem to find any nearby, despite how close the sounds are.

Mikey watches you with concern, his mouth moving, but his voice sounding too far away for you to understand. You close your eyes briefly and try to concentrate on his words, but they only become less coherent for you to understand.

Suddenly the noises around you became clearer, but it wasn’t his voice. It was the barks of the dogs that you could not find beforehand. It was the sound of rushing water from the ocean. It was the rustling leaves that had fallen on the ground, following the whims of the winds.

You swallowed thickly, a heavy feeling growing in the pit of your stomach. Eyes stinging as tears, once again, threatened to spill. This time, however, cheeks and lashes remained completely dry, as you refused to shed any more.

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[slashersteve]

A Million Miles Away

pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Reader

summary: You find yourself hanging out with Eddie Munson at Lover’s Lake one night and feel something you’ve never felt before

warnings/extra tags: kissing, sexual tension (i think), feelings, fluff, it’s my first time writing eddie so this is a warning, beta read, edited by autocorrect tm

note: This can also be read as Eddie/Chrissy if you so choose, I loved them and wanted to emulate that kind of dynamic with a reader! Anyway, I got inspired by Valley Girl (1983), and a certain scene, so please enjoy and thank you for reading!

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You weren't usually like this. Maybe it was because you’ve never done anything like this before in your life, hanging out with a guy you vaguely recognized from school in a van at Lover's Lake all night .

The truth was though, you didn't know if this was something you weren't like, or were like, as you've come to realize how superficial you were after breaking it off with your boyfriend of almost four years.

You were over it, over him. He never called when he said he would, keeping you waiting. He talked to other girls, flirted with them on occasion. He made you feel like you were just there, like you were just some chair in the corner of his bedroom he'd just throw his dirty laundry on.

Your friends were deadbent on you just wanting to have some kind of fun, that maybe you were perhaps bored with him when you knew there was a lot more to it.

Your boyfriend had thought so too, claiming that you'd be back after you handed him his wrist watch back he'd make you wear to show everyone who you belonged to. Your reputation would, in his words, take a downfall and his exclamations just reminded you of how his narcissist personality seemed to have only skyrocketed since you started dating in freshman year.

And maybe, they were right in some way. You wanted, no, craved something different, something that made you feel something that you should be feeling in a relationship that isn't the dullness you felt with your now ex-boyfriend. The only problem is that every available guy at Hawkins High was disinterested, treating you like you were still your ex-boyfriend's property and ignoring you when you tried to strike up friendly conversation.

It was frustrating, especially when at the basketball game that started your adventurous night you would look across the court and see your ex's eyes on you. He was wearing a smug expression, silently telling you that he'd be waiting for you when you beg him to take you back.

You kept your head up then, sticking by your friend's side and indulging her talking about how cute some of the opposing players of the basketball team were. Your eyes would continue to meet your ex's until the final buzzer would go off.

The Hawkins Tigers had lost by just a single point, but still decided to have a party at one of the player's places. Your parents had already expected you to sleep-over at your friend's house, and be back the following afternoon.

If only things worked out like that.

Long story short, you were left by yourself at Hawkins High, your friend ditching you to go with her own boyfriend to this party. Your ex had found it amusing when he pulled his car up to you, asking if you were ready to come back after being left alone like he suspected.

When you said no, he laughed and said he'd give you time to think, and then...he drove off, leaving you all by yourself in the near empty parking lot of Hawkins High.

If your ex had wanted you to feel humiliated, it had definitely worked. Sitting all alone in the parking lot on a bench, and you thought at that second that at least nobody was here to witness you here all alone and on the verge of tears.

That was when you met Eddie Munson.

The double doors of the one of the school buildings behind you had been slammed open, and Eddie emerged all alone. He had been planning his final Dungeons and Dragons campaign for the Hellfire Club that would start that following Monday, and time had escaped him as he planned meticulously as the Dungeon Master.

He didn't see you at first, not until he heard a hiccup that was followed by a sniffle as he was digging in his pockets to pull his car keys out. His eyebrows had folded inward and he turned his head to see you sitting there all by yourself, tears glistening in your eyes and on your cheeks.

"Oh," Eddie started, "Are you uh, okay?"

At the sound of his voice, your eyes widened and you only turned to look at him for half a second before turning away to try and wipe your tears away.

"M' fine," you replied, "Just waiting for my ride."

Eddie stared at you for a long moment, and then looked around, seeing no cars pulling into the parking lot or any other cars beside his own van. He checked his watch then, seeing just exactly how late it was.

"Are you sure?" he questioned you, "Because you're kind of crying like a kid whose parents forgot to pick them up from soccer practice."

You scoffed loudly, and finally met his eyes again, "Do I really?"

"Oh yeah," Eddie replied, "Though...it's pretty unbelievable that anyone would forget you." He felt his own cheeks heat up at his attempt to flatter and cheer you up.

And even though it was pretty lame, it had actually worked. You laughed, albeit it was a weak and quiet one, but a laugh nonetheless.

"That's probably because I wasn't forgotten," you admitted easily to him for some reason, "My friend kind of just left me here, and...I guess my boyfriend- well ex boyfriend did too."

Eddie's jaw had dropped, "Ex-boyfriend? Wait...I think I know you now, you were dating that asshole, what's his face? I don't know, all their faces become one in my head since they all look the same."

You laughed again, and this time, it was a more genuine one and Eddie's gaze lingered on your smile for longer than he should've.

"It doesn't really matter who it is, but yeah," you said your ex boyfriend's name. Eddie was shaking his head then, in disbelief mostly.

"And what about your friend? Did she have an emergency or something?"

You huffed, very irritated with her too, and replied, "If you call a party an emergency, then yes."

Eddie snorted at her, "What a bitch."

You laughed again and nodded in agreement, "Yeah...yeah I'm starting to think so too."

Eddie would admit that he didn't know you that well, outside of just a first name, but that was mostly because he remembered you from an English class you shared. Outside of that, he didn't really have any thought about you, up until right now.

You actually seemed nice, and genuine. And clearly, you had a sense of humor too with how he was successfully making you laugh with his comments. He would say that you were actually pretty cool and...well he wasn't going to leave you here all by yourself was he? Only problem was, he wasn't sure how to ask you if he could take you home without possibly scaring you off.

Before he could though, you were asking him a question instead.

"What...what's your name?" your question had caught him off guard, despite the way you tried to ask him as politely as you could, and when you saw him squint his eyes at you, you quickly added, "No, I know you, I remember being is Ms. B's English class together...I'm just having a hard time putting a name to your face."

You were cringing then, feeling stupid that this guy was here trying to cheer you up and you couldn't even remember his name.

Eddie had sighed deeply, and sadly, "Wow, and here I thought we were having a special connection. I know your name, but you don’t even know mine.”

He looked away from you, and was shaking his head while you frowned and leaned the upper part of your body forward, trying to look at him and tell him you were sorry for being so dumb and rude.

But then, he turned to look at you and you saw an amused grin growing on his lips. You scoffed loudly and crossed your arms as he chuckled and told you who he was.

When he said his name, you felt even more stupid.

"Eddie," you said under your breath, "I feel like I knew that or at least should’ve."

"Oh don’t worry, it's a pretty unique name if you ask me..." he brought one hand to the back of his neck and you laughed softly.

“So...uh...Eddie..."

His eyes were on your lips again as you said his name, and he replied to you with a breathless yeah as his eyes still lingered there.

You had noticed his eyes weren't on yours, and you shifted slightly in your spot, not understanding what he was looking at or why you suddenly felt warm underneath his brown gaze.

In a suddenly shy voice, you asked if he could take you home. That was when his eyes flickered back upward to meet yours, and you watched his long lashes fluttering as he blinked.

He turned to look at his van, then held out his hand to it, and then the other to you, "Your chariot awaits, mi'lady."

You let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding due to sudden nerves that had you nervous he'd say no and leave you too. You took his hand like he seemed to have wanted you too, and you found yourself very hyper aware of how his hand had felt.

His fingers were a little rough, and his metal rings felt cool against your palm in the few seconds your hand had been in his. It made your face feel hot, and caused your heart to slightly skip a beat.

You had gone quiet because of this sudden feeling of warmth that Eddie Munson was making you feel. It wasn't a bad feeling, you deducted, but rather quite good.

Eddie had mistook your silence in his van for sadness, or something along that emotion. And so, he did what he thought would make you feel better. He motioned to the radio, and said, "Hope you don't mind."

And you really didn't mind, as it was his van and he was nice enough to take you home when your friend abandoned you and your ex left you out of spite.

That was when a loud, almost obnoxious song (at least that's what your friends would say if they heard it) that you honestly should've expected but didn't began to play the moment he turned it on. You even jumped when the heavy guitar and rock accompaniment blasted through the speakers.

Instead of turning it down, Eddie had actually turned it up and he had laughed when he saw you look at him with wide eyes.

"You can only really feel the music when it's this loud!" he shouted at you over the music, "Do you listen to this kind of music?!"

The corners of your lips were almost twitching up into a smile as you replied, "No, I don't really-"

"What?! You're gonna have to speak up!" Eddie shouted again as he began to tap his hands against the steering wheel and bang his head to the music.

Anyone would be irritated at this point, but you instead found yourself amused and...very intrigued with Eddie. You admired the way his long, messy brown hair bounced with every head bang, and didn't even worry that he was driving over the speed-limit or barely paying attention to the road. He was making you grin widely before you even realized it.

"I don't really listen to this kind of music!" you shouted this time, and Eddie gasped in feign shock as his eyes flashed toward the road and then he chuckled.

"Just kidding! It doesn't really surprise me! But that's okay! I'm glad I'm the first to introduce you to it! This is WASP!"

He even tapped the pin he wore on his sleeveless denim jacket he wore over his leather jacket. You stared at the pin, and then you were just staring at him again, finding him and this feeling he was bringing out of you so very endearing.

You turned away from him then, and began to focus on the music. First, you were tapping your hands on your thigh, and then your leg was bouncing to the music. It was little movement, but Eddie had caught it. He felt like he'd just won something when he saw you were actually enjoying this music.

It was like this until he pulled into your neighborhood, and up to your house, and even then, he didn't turn the music down as it echoed down the empty, dark street. It was making you laugh, out of pure amusement and nervousness as you were sure your neighbors and parents were probably being woken up.

"You're going to wake up the whole neighborhood!" you shouted at him, your grin widening as he only continued to bang his head harder to the music, "Eddie! Please!"

You weren't sure if he was actually just messing with you, or if he actually just didn't hear you this time. You reached over and rested your hand onto his shoulder and shook him.

When he still didn't respond to that, you knew he was messing around. Playfully rolling your eyes, you leaned your face toward and closer to him, but before you could shout for him to please turn it down, he had stopped aggressively banging his head and turned to look at you.

Your prior thought of wanting to tell him to turn it down all but vanished from your mind as you realized how your faces were only a few mere inches away from each other.

His lips were parted, his breaths heavier from the performance he was putting on for you, and his hair was more wild than before, framing his face. It was his eyes though that captivated you...they were so big and brown, too soft for a boy like him.

Something sparked within you, and once again, your face had grown hot, and you realized then what it was you feeling. It was how you felt once about your ex, back in Freshman year, before he grew in popularity, before he changed for the worse.

You hadn't felt such a way in a long time, and it was striking to you that Eddie Munson, a guy you really only met tonight, was bringing it out of you so easily.

You swallowed thickly then, a shyness like never before washing over you. Still, a small smile was resting on your lips and you leaned toward him, placing your face right beside his ear and said softly in his ear, "Good night, Eddie."

Your breath had tickled around his ear, and it had gently blown some of his messy strands of hair too. It sent something straight down Eddie's spine, and he could only stare at you almost dumbfounded in the after effects of it as you leaned away from him.

You didn't move to leave when you did though, your hand didn't even reach for the handle to indicate that you were. You were just gazing at him, as if waiting for him to do something that he didn't know.

It was probably for him to tell you good-night back, but what slipped from his mouth after he turned the music down finally was, "Want to get out of here?"

He inwardly cursed at himself, feeling as if he was pushing his luck. He drove you home like you'd asked him to, and now...he was asking you to stay with him? A girl who he doesn’t really know as well as she knows him?

You were quiet for a moment, and asked, much to his surprise, “Where would we go?"

Eddie shrugged weakly, "Anywhere, I guess."

Your eyes fluttered gently as you stared at him in thought, contemplating on if going with him was a good choice, or a bad one.Sure, he was making you feel something you forgot, but that didn't mean you should act on it and go with him somewhere this late.

Still, this feeling inside of you was powerful, soaring through you and flooding you with a warmth that told you to say yes, yes, I'll go with you, Eddie, wherever you want.

You listened to that feeling. Your parents weren't expecting you home until tomorrow and you decided that if there was a better time to take this kind of chance, it was now.

"Take me wherever you want, Eddie."

And he did.

You found yourself at Lover's Lake with Eddie Munson, sitting across from him in the back of his van while rock music vibrated the floor of the van beneath you.

You hadn't stopped smiling since being with him, hadn't stopped laughing, and this feeling he was giving you only got stronger and stronger, to the point where you wondered if you'd ever felt something like this so strongly before.

He was striking, and just different, from the way he acted to the way he dressed and spoke. Everything about him was making your heart soar as he talked about himself and his band, as he introduced you to his favorite songs and artists, and especially with the smile he would give you after he'd make you laugh again, like he was amazed he was making you laugh so much.

He made you feel different as well, but maybe this feeling of difference was actually just you, the real you poking through that hadn't gotten a chance to come out because of your past shackle of a relationship and reputation you had wore for nearly all four years of high school.

He had since taken his jackets off, letting you cover your bare legs with the leather one while he was left in what you learned to be an Iron Maiden shirt, a band he had shown you as well.

Throughout your conversations, and breaks where you would listen to the music he was showing you, your eyes were drawn to a tattoo on his right forearm. You didn't think he had noticed your looks, not until the song ended and he twisted his arm for you to get a better look.

"You like it?" he asked you as he flexed his arm out for you so you could get a better look. You reached out without really thinking, gently grasping his wrist and causing him to inhale sharply, especially when the tips of your fingers traced over his tattoo with interest.

You heard him, and let him go, "Sorry, I don't know why I did that." You chuckled nervously, but Eddie was shaking his head.

"No, it's okay! I was being the weird one," he shifted in his spot, moving the van slightly and reached up to the collar of his shirt, "I have more, you know." His hands grabbed at his collar and lowered it, showing you more that decorated his skin. You would've never expected it, but what you didn't expect more was a heat settling at the pit of your stomach at the sight.

Now, that was different from the fuzzy, warmth that continued to course through you.

"Wow," you said, slightly short winded at the sight of his tattoos and chain that he wore around his neck. He looked satisfied with your reaction, dropping his hand back down and resting it over his thigh.

He tapped his fingers against it for a moment, as if contemplating his next words. Eddie wasn't stupid, he could see the way you were looking at him, the way you've been looking at him since you told him good night about an hour prior.

There was something about you that he liked, as you were different than he suspected you were too. And he suddenly wondered if this would be the only night you'd ever spend time.

"So..." he started without really thinking, "When am I going to see you again?"

Your eyes fluttered shut for a moment, and lifted back to meet him, and you chuckled nervously, "You know, Eddie, most guys would say things like that when the night is over."

Eddie bent his left leg to his chest and rested his arm onto it, and he was grinning, his cheeks slightly redder than before, "Shit, okay, that sounded lame, sorry...but I'm just going to roll with it, it's just how I...feel, and I want to see you again...and again after that."

You felt the butterflies flutter in your stomach once again, touched by his words.

"I'm here with you now."

Your voice was so soft when you said it, and all Eddie could say was as swiping his bottom lip with his tongue was, "I know."

Your gaze rested on each other then, and you found it harder to look away from this time. His wide, soft brown eyes that continued to captivate you.

It's been a long time since you've felt like this, but the more you thought about it, the more you wondered if you'd ever felt like this with anyone, this kind of connection you felt with Eddie at this moment.

"I don't know how to explain it," you stated your thought, "It's like my mind is just moving and moving and won't stop."

You felt silly saying such a thing, even laughing out of embarrassment, but if Eddie thought so he didn't say anything. Instead, he just stared at you, as captivated with you as you were with him.

"Yeah?" he said, his voice a little quieter.

"Yeah...it's like...I feel like we're kind of connected in a way." You nervously chuckled again, "God, I sound so weird- it's ridiculous right? I barely got to know you tonight."

It didn't occur to you that Eddie was probably feeling the same way, not until he swiped his tongue over his lips again and let his eyes fall. Your heart jumped, realizing that every time his eyes had flickered down while staring at you, it was because he was looking at your lips.

Your heart had blossomed in your chest then, and suddenly your words didn't sound or feel so ridiculous to you. This connection you felt, he was certainly feeling it too, with the way he was gazing at you and your lips all night.

"Eddie," you said his name softly, in a tone that was asking him to do something you couldn't say out loud for some reason. So, you did it yourself.

His leather jacket slipped from your lap as you moved to sit on your knees, and moved toward him like how one might crawl to someone you landed on to kiss in a game of spin the bottle. All the while he watched you closely, until you were closer to him. You leaned toward him, he smelled vaguely of cigarettes with a hint of cologne, a unique smell to you that you were positive you'd never forget and it intertwined with your more expensive perfume.

You breathed it in, breathed him in, letting your mind short circuit for a moment, but then you stopped, and realized how forward you were being.

You didn't do things like this, like you mentioned before, you had one boyfriend, one man you've ever really kissed and been this close to. Doubt flooded your mind, but you didn't have time to really think on it as you met his gaze again.

His eyes were slightly darker, his cheeks flushed, and there was silent message sent between the both of you. Your doubt all but vanished, and you and Eddie were leaning in, your lips meeting each other halfway as you tilted your head.

His lips were warm, and your chapstick made it easy for his lips to slide and move against yours. It was slow at first, almost shy, as if you were both testing the waters, but it changed a few seconds in.

It felt like you were getting drunk off of him, and his lips and taste were suddenly making your legs wobbly. He must've noticed you falter slightly, as right afterwards he rested a hand onto your waist and kept you steady.

You leaned closer to him, causing his lips to move more rough against yours. You exhaled sharply through your nose when you felt his tongue swipe your bottom lip, and you gently parted your lips for him.

A noise escaped from you when he slipped his tongue inside of your mouth, colliding with yours. God, you were definitely getting drunk off of him for sure and nothing felt more right than his lips devouring yours.

Your skin felt hot, and you were shifting in your spot before you knew it, moving so that you could sit onto his lap. Eddie complied, his lips leaving yours and eyes opening as the hand on your waist left and moved to grasp the back of your thigh.

His cool, metal rings felt cold against the skin of your thighs as he helped you sit on him and it sent a fresh wave of chills and desire through you. As you sat comfortably on top of him, you moved your hands to his long strands of hair.

He must've had the same reaction as you, as his breath hitched and his eyes that were half-lidded with desire flashed up to meet your own stare that mirrored his.

"What a nice fucking night this turned out to be," he said, the curse word slipping easily from his wet lips that shined with the residue of your chapstick.

You giggled softly at him, and agreed with him by leaning down and kissing him once again.

Like you said, you didn't do things like this, but for the first time in a long time, you knew you were doing something you wanted, something that felt right.

#i love him your honor and hope i captured his character at least a LITTLE #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson #stranger things imagines #reader insert #stranger things #stranger things x reader #lys writes again

[two-white-butterflies]

WAITING FOR A BUS

Pairings: Aemond Targaryen x Reader, Daemon Targaryen x Reader (MODERN)

Description: A new promotion at work prompts you to move into a small modest town with your boyfriend, Aemond Targaryen. There you meet a few friendly faces. It seems like life is going where it's supposed to. That is until you meet your new boss, Daemon Targaryen, who is your boyfriend's estranged uncle.

It doesn't help with the fact that you've been having dreams about him since birth.

masterlist | chapter thirteen

PUMPKINPIE (Gaming Phone)😁 6:47AM Woke up and you weren't there ☹️🥺

Queen of Hearts 💚 6:47AM hmmmmm ... i remember telling you that i was leaving 😆

PUMPKINPIE (Gaming Phone)😁 6:47AM I miss you. 💚

Queen of Hearts 💚 6:47AM miss you too

The sides of your eyes couldn't help but lighten at the sweet message your boyfriend left. Aemond was unorthodox, everyone who crossed his path had a horror story about him — but when he was with you, he was kind and wonderful. He made you feel like a rebel, a girl who had a choice about her body.

You lean on the sides of Daemon's car, waiting patiently for him to get his things. A part of your heart ached to be perfect. You needed a man who could treat you like a woman.

That same scent of orchids enters your nostril, Daemon was standing beside you — watching as you placed your phone inside of your purse. "Did I keep you waiting?" he asked, you shake your head, eyes trailing back down to the hems of his shirt. He was adorable.

"Why is shirt always untucked?" you chuckle while securing the purse in your left-shoulder. You were quick to leap in his direction, adjusting his shirt until they were carefully tucked inside of his pants. "I was rushing." he scratches his nape before holding the briefcase in his right hand, with your coffee in his left.

His bag was heavy, but still he was able to ask: "Do you need help with your purse?" he offers in a true gentleman fashion, but you swiftly declined his offer. "I'm alright, thank you." you smile, reaching for the door-handle — but he interrupts you, opening it first.

You were able to take a quick view of his covered hands. His suit was made of cashmere, which left you in awe of his neatness. He was cool — so fucking cool that you wanted to be like him when you grow up. "Thank you," you mumble again while slithering through the thin glass doors. "Always welcome," he replies in that velvety voice that left your body trembling for more.

He stares at his watch again, and you notice that it was one of his little quirks. "It's a little early for class, do you want to go to the office? I could give you the year calendar." he offered and you decided to agree to him. There wasn't anything to lose — and you were quite curious as to what his office looked like. If his outside looks reflected his inner personality, then his office would be clean and it would smell like coffee.

"Yeah sure," you smile while he begins to walk in the East Wing. You follow shortly after, acting like his little shadow. Your eyes browse the interior of the East Wing — you've never been here before, the building was dedicated to the kindergarteners and elementary students. You were shocked to see his office at this far corner of the building. There were flower murals everywhere, smiley faces and drawings of little kids plastered outside of their classrooms.

"Apologies for all the drawings on of my door." he chuckles while opening the hard-wooden door. You were right — his room did smell like coffee, black coffee to be exact. He was holding the drink that you made him in his left hand, taking occasional proud sips. "No, they're kinda cute." you mused as he closed the door from behind you. It was a picture of a dragon, and the stains at its sides told you that the picture was old.

"That was actually done by one of Rhaenyra's boys." he pointed at. the dragon, and you couldn't help but feel a memory coming up. "You love them very much, don't you?" you ask, eyes lingering a little longer on the painting. He didn't tell you what the dragon's name was, but you knew that it was Caraxes. "Of course, but don't tell them that." he laughs while opening his drawer, searching through thick files hidden out of sight.

You take a small breath, maybe it was the time to talk about the dreams. "The dragons, are they important?" you managed to question and he hums softly. "To us?" he asks rhetorically. "Well, they are — our family used to be dragon-riders, we came from Old Valyria. We knew each other very well, but you were different from us — more powerful, I think." he mumbles as he continued browsing through the rows of papers on his desk.

Your eyes didn't take a second off the painting. His voice echoed through your mind 'our family'. What did he mean by that?

"What do you mean by that?" you inquire while turning in his direction. He was fair in the face, cheeks filled with youth but his eyes were another story — they had thousands of years behind them. "You should find it out yourself." he replies bluntly, not knowing if he could spend another moment around you without flinging himself around your arms. You nod your head, realizing that it could've been a harsh topic for him.

"What was I like?" you ask while welcoming yourself to one of his leather sofas. A faint smile ghosts his face. "You were like water, happiness was brimming — overfilling you." he explains, eyes twinkling at the thought of you.

You weren't an expert in non-verbal communication, but you knew that it was love in his eyes. He was in love — and your heart wanted you to feel the same, but it was wrong. "And what were you like?" you question with a raised eyebrow, almost waiting for his subtle reaction. "A boat." he replied with a small chuckle.

Fuck. Your mind couldn't help but flash back to that kiss on top of the boat. He was real smug for bringing that up. "I was always floating over your happiness. Whatever you felt, I felt it. I flowed with your waves, like a real friend." he ponders, taking out a colored piece of paper. "A real friend," you repeated, and he handed you the small piece of paper.

"Here's the calendar. If you ever want to add an event, just tell me." he pauses briefly and that same smile returns to his face.

"I'll always be here for you."

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Time was nothing compared to what you were feeling today. A sick feeling was creeping up your stomach, it was akin to butterflies but you knew that feeling this way about your boyfriend's uncle wasn't right. It was wrong. Very wrong. It was lunchtime, and you were eating your food inside of the classroom.

It was something that Aemond packed for you the night before. Three pieces of large onigiris, and some random vegetables. The brothers Aegon and Viserys were classmates despite their age-gap being a 2-years and a half. Much to your dismay, they were both arguing and making a lot of noise.

"Don't worry about duties, Eggy — you're not going to be student body president this year." Viserys retorted smugly while taking a bite out of his sandwich. It didn't take a stranger to realize that they were both siblings, they had the same icy-blonde hair and purple eyes, there was also an aura of cockiness that you believed they learned from their older uncle.

"You say this every year, but you always lose." he teases while taking a bite of his own sandwich. Their lunches were identical. Everything about them was identical, even their ambition to become student leaders. "It's different this year, because we're in the same grade now." Viserys retorted and they continued bickering in front of you.

You sigh, browsing through the text book and continuing to eat your lunch. It was nothing but sibling rivalry, and it was break-time which meant that they had enough time to tease each other. "We're in the same grade because you cheated on your test." Aegon accused earning an eye-roll from his younger brother.

"At least I passed the fucking test." the boy chomped down on his sandwich, Aegon's eyes were quick to pulse in your direction — asking you if you heard his brother curse. "Miss, did you hear that?" he stood up, walking to your desk. You stare at them.

Yes, you heard it.

"Viserys, language." you scold, and Aegon returns to his seat with a smug grin. Aegon II and Aegon III had a lot of similarities, one of it being their ability to get on their siblings nerves without effort. Your heart pumped furiously, an empty hole was residing inside of it — you knew deep inside that there was something missing from you. A sibling? A lover? Who knows?

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This Week In BL - The Floodgates Have Opened

Oct 2022 Wk 1

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

The Eclipse (Fri YT) 9 of 12 - Aye is such an intense and focused little thing. The eye contact with these 2 is beyond eye fucking into something more like eye soul-mating. The pool kiss was fine, but they looked cold. GMMTV loves a pool kiss. 

My Only 12% (Fri iQIYI) 9 of 14 - this show makes me cry. Fee is a wonderful friend. This was a good episode, it was fun to see Eiw come into his own. I look forward to the reunion next week.

Ai Long Nhai (Mon iQIYI) 2 of 10 - I figured it out, this is Make it Right the uni years! That’s why I like it. Nhai Is apparently flirtier and gayer when drunk. I’ve known some British lads like that. OK so sex happened. I like that there was some kind of confused drunken consent. But also serious regrets and bisexual identity crisis. Poor Nhai: You can’t have your friend and eat him too. This plot is moving quickly: it’s ep 2 and they have slept together and confessed, plus a one month trial relationship. I like it. This is messy gay in a way I appreciate. 

Ghost Host, Ghost House (Weds YouTube & Gaga) 1 of 8 - I'm enjoying the lead pair, the meet cute, and the combative nature of their relationship. I’m not wild about the premise but I like how different it is from all the previous “my ghost boyfriend” takes on this concept. More “our human pet.” I’m beginning to be weirdly charmed by how bureaucratic the Thai afterlife always seems to be. 

Big Dragon (Sat Gaga) 1 of 8 - Basically we have player love-rivals (a girl)/enemies to lovers + a rich/poor pairing: Yai & Mangkorn. It had a good hook but most of the ep was dull; thankfully Gaga has a 1.5x speed. The acting is bad but the sex scene was fine: dominance struggles, lots of switching, and verse stuff. *we likie* This show is using drugging (impaired judgement/dub-con/both men), sexual extortion, and blackmail as a plot device not unlike LITA. But it’s using antiheroes and presenting everything, including the characters, in a negative light. Thus right now in BL we have a great example of how the same plot device can be depicted differently and result in an entirely different perspective and watcher experience. In other words: a narrative I’m hating in LITA doesn’t bother me here, because of characterization.  

Work from Heart (Thurs YouTube) 3 of 7 - The agro yet deeply in-crush behavior of our tsundere seme is kinda fun, but the fashion remains truly terrible and the most unpleasant performer in this show. Although it’s got competition. 

Love in the Air (Thurs iQIYI) 8 of 13 - the premise and blackmail set up for this couple really fucked with me (because Sky is a broken angel-baby and Pai is an irredeemable pustule). I am not happy about it: DUMPSTER FIRE TRASH WATCH ALONG HERE. That said, there is a GREAT analysis of Sky’s character here (that I totally enjoy and want to be true, but I think gives Mame too much credit). 

Fahlanruk (Sun GaGa) 4 of 12 - So Fah’s bf cheated first? Okay, still doesn’t justify his behavior. Honestly, I really can’t stand this show. Now we are playing a game of how long can I go before dropping it.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Takara-kun and Amagi-kun (Japan Thurs GaGa & Viki) 7 of 8 - these two pretty much define awkward. Takara because he is trying desperately to keep his cool reserve (and perform perfect seme) while simultaneously being so in love/lust with Amagi in high school where desire is, by definition and practice, uncool. Amagi is all frenetic movements and angles, like he cannot control his limbs or his emotions, everything is deeply confusing to him including Takara’s affection. Watching them stumble around each other and agonize over every little movement and conversation is an exercise in joy, patience, and agony. It’s all so “teenager” I can hardly stand it. This episode, however, was more about Tanaka coping with learning his friend is 1. not straight and 2. deeply in love with an adorable weirdo. It was a quieter ep than I expected but sweet. “He said something cute and I couldn’t help myself“ is so traditional Japanese seme in one sentence I can’t even.

Kabe Koji (Japan Mon Viki) 1 of 10 - basically this is A Man Who Defies the World of BL + Senpai This Can’t be Love (as @heretherebedork said). Nakao Masaki playing a sunshine bouncy himbo character is a fucking revelation, I didn’t think he had it in him. But our tsundere uke is far too tsundere for me, and despite the premise (AN IDOL LOVE INTEREST!) I do not not really like it. I just hate the stalker photograph obsession thing (My Engineer, SCOY, STCBL, now this) and I can’t support a character that starts out this way, it’s apparently a trigger I didn’t know I had until BL tried to romanticize it. I love Nakao Masaki (in a non stalker, no photos kind of way) so I might muscle through but... 

Once Again (Korea Fri GaGa) 7-8fin - Cute date plus hand holding and a mild but sweet moot kiss does not a satisfying ending make. They are great boyfriends even if only for a few days. As expected, like Kissable Lips, this one ends sad. Can’t stop the Koreans when a temporal paradox and death is on the line. They do love their tragedy, not to mention unavoidable fate. 2/10 NOT RECOMMENDED

It’s Airing But I’m Not Watching It

War of Y - 20 eps A spy have reported in on a spoiler assessment of the first 2 installments here. 2 more to go. 

Oh My Sunshine Night 16 eps - I’m scared it’s gonna be sad, so I’m waiting for spies to tell me it’s safe, so far reported to be quite the soap opera. 

To Sir With Love AKA Khun Chai 10 eps - dito OMSN, so I’m holding until it finishes its run. 

My Roommate - 32 eps of 2 minutes each? Terrible production values, worse than the pulps. I not bothering. 

In Case You Missed It

180 Degree Longitude Passes Through Us had a sad end, or at least, not a happy one, so I will not be watching it. I’m happy to leave it permanently listed dnf. 2022 will be the year I dnf’d the most BL, partly because there’s so much of it. (Thailand is at 108 BLs and counting this year). 

I talk a lot on this blog about linguistics (language intersecting with culture) here’s a fun podcast from Hidden Brain on How language shapes our perspective on life. 

Gossip

HIStory 5 is coming! Called HIStory5: Love in the Future. Since it’s going to be the only one under the 5 moniker I’ll probably default (like it did with H4) to just calling it H5. 

That omegaverse Thai BL got cancelled. Probably because of the fuss being kicked up about it. I am sad. No trash watch for me. Maybe Japan will still do one at some point. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Starting: Remember Me starts tomorrow, Thai (Sun Gaga)1 of 8. 2 Moons 3 Thai (Mon ??) 1 of 10. Roommates of Poongduck 304 (Korea Thurs Viki) 1 of 8. SELF Thai (Thurs ??). My Tooth Your Love (Taiwan Fri Gaga & Viki) 1 of 12. Hard Love Mission Thai (Sat WeTV & iQiyi?). Wish Me Luck Thai (Sat ??). 

I’m traveling so I may not be able to watch the ones I already have in rotation, let alone track down the new babies. You on your own peeps, best of luck! 

Honestly Thailand, too many. You gotta stop now. We saturated. 

FULL October 2022 line up is here.

This week’s best moments?

The return of That Staircase in Eclipse! 

Tell us something we don’t know, Aye. 

Breaking news: Cute bit is very cute. 

Work from Heart: I just love the sniff test trope (AKA I like the way he smells) one of my favs. 

Although neck kisses are good too, thanks Ai Long Nhai. 

Activating seme agressive tendencies. 

Bisexual rep, yes please! 

And a direct address of drunk one night stand regrets. You’re doing well little pulp. 

Such boyfriends. 

The most seme line in a BL ever. 

(last week)

Current earworm? The Rose’s Sour 

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May we have some badguyshipping headcanons? And maybe learn Wu’s reaction to seeing his son date former(current??) bad guys?

Wait… Did Harumi try pulling what she did to Lloyd on canon on Morro? And she dragged Echo along with her?

IT'S LORE TIME, BABY~

ninjas' team and lloyd (who did not want to be there) met harumi (and echo) in line with canonical events and it was a love at first sight, but only for morro. harumi had other plans, in which she ignors and doesn't acknowledge his existence while having a typical teen girls' crush on older guy who, reasonably had many reasons to try and run away from them. and we goes like that till crystalized.

and to explain a little more, harumi doesn't hate lloyd in here. while the team and garmadon were dealing with great devourer in season 2, lloyd knew he couldn't do much as he's not a fighter, he can't use his powers intentionally (he does it accidentaly in the end but still), he would go for a sure death, so he did all he could and helped escorting people out from the danger zone and he actually rescued little harumi. garmadon was a hero, he saved ninjago, but lloyd was her hero. she litteraly wanted to reunite son and father in season 8, but it all went wrong and we have exactly same shit going on as in oni trilogy.

harumi is obsessed with lloyd in the end understanding that he's old and she's a god damn weirdo (girl, leave him alone, he has a puppy and boyfriend and HE'S TOO OLD FOR YOU), morro has multiply mental breakdowns and grows up to accept that he can't make someone love him, love will come by itself to him (give me cute cousins moment with lloyd being intelligent for the first time in his life), and echo is happy to be there (he deserves all the hugs)

and than, no one knows why or how, things happened AND BOOM they're in love.

for the headcanons:

-their love aroused over my chemical romance and my little pony

that's all. the rest is just FACTS and facts only.

echo is a true romantic. for him love always wins. for him, there always his partners to love. he's neat.

also them getting to have their teen years as a couple is what i live for. even if only a little, it still works. were they drinking heavily? no, it was a capri sun. were they smoking? no, they're too cool and poor for this. were they doing crack. yes.

morro is bi. bi himself. and two bad bitches he pulled out by being autistic.

like, rumi and echo are walking fushion icons, baddest of the bad bitches, they slay while doing crimes, charming and deadly beautiful/handsome

and wu is surprisingly supportive :)

and really competitive with misako. they hate each other so badly. trans woman that destroyed his (also trans, but he forgets about this. he actually refused to remember he ever had a sister in his life, because he didn't, it never happened, life is a simulation and everyone made it up) brother (not really, actually made him really happy) and garmadon was never the same

oh, and one more thing

in dragons rising, they are divorced

I DON'T BELIEVE IN THE HAPPY ENDING FOR THEM

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[dedicatednotobsessed]

hi. is it possible to request an ewan mitchell x non-actress asian reader? she is introduced to ewan because of her besties tom and phia. she is currently a student in oxford, studying mathematics and classical piano, and casually models from time to time just for fun and earn extra cash. she also speaks multiple asian languages and, while a lot of the guys in her cohort are intimidated by her, ewan was immediately taken by her. thanks.

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Of course! For more HOTD requests, just submit a strong snack to Vhagar through my ask box 💚 {I will be opening my ask box soon for The Last Kingdom and Game of Thrones requests, so keep an eye out for that announcement! 💕}

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Prestigious Student [Ewan Mitchell x Asian!Reader]

Other HOTD stories [requests open]

Summary: It is the holiday season and you decided to meet up with two of your best friends in London while they’re on break from filming an upcoming show, House of the Dragon. They decide to bring their costar, Ewan Mitchell insisting that you would love him which causes you to become a little nervous because every boy you meet is intimidated by you….

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You looked in the mirror over your short black dress, wearing a pair of fleece tights and a winter coat with a scarf. “Is this too much?” You asked turning to Phia with furrowed brows.

Phia smiled a bit as she looked over you. “I think it’s perfect.” She scrunched up her nose. “But you don’t really have to impress anyone,” She said a bit teasingly.

You laughed and shook your head. “I just want to make a good first impression,” You mumbled.

You were in London for the holiday season and it happened to line up with your best friends’ filming schedule. They seemed excited to introduce you to one of their fellow costars, Ewan Mitchell. It had been a few months since you’ve seen either Phia or Tom with them and their acting careers and if they had a free day, you would have a modeling gig booked. It seemed to be a rare occasion and you will take it while you can.

“I know Ewan is going to love you.” Phia waved her hand at your paranoia before she hooked her arm with yours after you got your heels on.

You blew out a breath and nodded at Phia’s reassurance. She always seemed to know what to say to make you feel better, although the butterflies still lightly fluttered in your stomach.

“Did you tell him anything about me?” You asked with furrowed brows while heading out towards your car.

“Only the good stuff.” Phia scrunched up her nose a bit. “But Tom is left alone with him so we can only guess what he told him.”

You groaned a bit. “That could be a bad thing then,” You whined.

Phia laughed as she got into the passenger seat of your car. “Let’s go and get a pre drink to calm your nerves,” She teased causing you to laugh.

You shook your hands a bit when you pulled up to the restaurant, a casual diner. You bit your lip gently feeling the slight sweat and rubbed your palms together.

“They must be inside already,” Phia said with furrowed brows noticing Tom’s car.

You turned off the car and got out, smiling when your best friend came over and hooked her arm with yours. “Let’s just hope Tom didn’t give me a bad first impression,” You said giggling.

Phia smirked lightly. “Tom told me that he was trying to be the best wingman for you,” She admitted.

You cocked a brow. “A wingman? I’m not looking for a boyfriend…besides, every boy is scared of me.”

“They’re just scared by a girl smarter than them,” Phia stated with a small hum. “But I think you and Ewan would be a cute couple.”

“Phia!” You exclaimed causing your friend to laugh.

“I’m just kidding.” She nudged you with a smirk. “But I know as soon as he sees you in your little black dress, he will be smitten.”

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You felt the nerves in your stomach as you walked into the diner with Phia. It was always nerve wracking to meet new people, yet you seemed more nervous than usual. Perhaps because it was a male and you didn’t want to drive this one away.

“There’s the Oxford Princess!”

You heard the familiar voice and before you knew it, a body hit yours causing you to laugh. You wrapped your arms around Tom and smiled lightly at him.

“Hello to you too,” You greeted laughing a bit.

“I have been waiting for this day for a long time now!” Tom pouted as he released the hug before wrapping an arm around Phia. “Come, we want you to meet someone.”

You giggled and shook your head at Tom’s enthusiasm before walking with them towards a table in the corner. You smiled lightly as you met the blue eyes of a brunette man.

“Ewan, this is our lovely Oxford Princess Y/N,” Tom introduced.

You smiled and shook your head at the nickname. When you first got accepted into Oxford, Tom had came up with the nickname Oxford Princess and it seemed to stick. You held out your hand for the boy to shake.

“It’s just Y/N, actually,” You told him with a small smile.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you just Y/N,” Ewan replied shaking your head while returning your smile. “I’m Ewan Mitchell.”

The night seemed to go off without a hitch, the table being filled with chatter and laughs. Ewan seemed different from the others you’ve met, being very interested in you.

“So, Tom told me that you speak three Asian languages,” Ewan spoke up while wiping his mouth.

You smiled a bit sheepishly. “It’s four, actually.”

“Four!” Ewan repeated, surprised.

Phia giggled with a soft smile. “She’s one of the brightest people I know with a double major in mathematics and classical piano,” She piped up while smirking over at you.

You smiled a bit at the look Phia gave you, knowing she was trying to be your wingwoman. Your eyes flickered back over to Ewan and looked over him while biting your lip gently. You must admit that he was quite easy on the eyes.

“That is really cool actually,” Ewan admitted his gaze meeting yours causing your cheeks to heat up.

“She is the second coolest person I know,” Tom began while waving his hand. “Behind me of course.”

You shook your head while picking lightly at your fries with a soft smile. You’ve missed your best friend’s banter and he was doing his best to being a wingman…best being the keyword.

“How long is your break?” You asked after a moment with furrowed brows.

“We go back filming after the first of the year. We don’t have much left to do,” Phia responded with a nod.

“Did you want to come with us?”

You turned to Ewan at his question and smiled lightly at the boyish grin he had on his features, a sparkle in his blue eyes.

“I can’t unfortunately. My schedule doesn’t allow it,” You said a bit sadly.

Ewan’s smile faltered a bit before it came back. “How about I give you my number then? So we can stay in touch.”

You looked at him, surprised but nodded and handed over your phone. You watched him put his number in, smiling more down at your phone after he handed it back. You felt your heart flutter a bit looking at the numbers.

You stood up once you all paid for your respective bills and you hugged Tom tight before smiling up at Ewan. You laughed a bit when he pulled you into a hug and you returned it, your head reaching about his chest. You smiled a small smile hearing how fast his heart was beating.

“It was nice to meet you, Ewan,” You said slowly releasing the hug while giving him a bright smile.

Ewan returned your smile. “And you, Y/N. Text me some time, yeah?”

“I will make sure she does,” Phia assured her costar with a giggle.

You smiled and waved bye to the boys before taking Phia’s arm, heading out to your car. You blew out a breath when you got in and giggled.

“I told you Ewan would love you!” Phia exclaimed gripping onto your arm causing you to laugh more.

“And he is pretty cute,” You added smiling over at your friend.

You didn’t know that this night would lead to something more, yet you were glad that you did not let your nerves take over. You got a chance to catch up with your friends and have a new potential partner; one that genuinely was interested in you and loved everything about you.

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[winterpower98]

More Actor AU but it’s just funny behind the scenes and bloopers

Liu Er, while the prop team and make-up team fixes the ice arm on him: This is what happens when your boyfriend gives you the cold shoulder

Cheung, walking away with the mini bunny robot prop and giggling like a school girl: One of the prop team: Mr. Cheung what are you doing with that? Cheung: HUM... Xioajiao: He wanted to steal it! Prop member: Sir you know you can't do that Cheung: BUT IT'S SO CUTE

Hongair tosses the dragon plushie and it hits Xiaojiao square in the face with a squeaky sound Hongair: *wheeze* Why didn't you catch it!? Xioajiao: Because your aim sucks Red Boy!

Macaque: He's smart. I mean, look at the guy, he's got glas- AH WH-... *sounds of glasses shattering on the floor* Macaque: ...You have no glasses anymore Tang: Guess I'm not smart then

Tang, pushing Liu Er out of frame: I AM MOVING TO THE DARK SITE AND STEALING YOUR EX WUKONG Cheung from behind the camera: Take him, he stinks! Liu Er running in and out of frame: THE FUCK DID YOU SAY Cheung: LANGUAGE!

Liu Er on the bone mech set with Bai He on his shoulder: Do you want to eat something? Bai He: Mh-hm! Liu Er: Alright, what do you want? Bai He: Bring me to the cupcakes my champion! Liu Er: *snorts* As you wish little ruler

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